"How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.”
— A. A. Milne, Winnie the Pooh

“We tend to think animals are lower than us, but all the scientists in the world couldn’t design and operate a bumblebee’s wing. We can’t jump or run very fast, and we can’t carry vast weights like an ant can. We can’t see in the dark and we can’t fly except crammed in a noisy tube like sardines, which doesn’t count. Humans compared to animals are almost totally deaf, and we can’t smell a fart in an elevator by their standards. We are finite and separate, and neurotic, while the consciousness of an animal is at peace and eternal. We strive and go crazy to become more important. Animals rest and sleep and enjoy the company of each other. We think we have evolved upwards from animals but we have lost almost all of their qualities and abilities. The idea that animals don’t have consciousness or that they don’t have a soul is rather crass. It shows a lack of consciousness. They talk, they have families, they feel things, they act individually or together to solve problems, they often care of their young as a tribal unit. They play, they travel, and medicate themselves when they get sick. They cry when others in the herd die, they know about us humans. Of course they have a soul, a very pristine one. We humans are only now attempting with the recent rise in consciousness to achieve the soul that animals have naturally.”
―Stuart Wilde  (via commovente)

(via commovente)

“I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life. And I am horribly limited.”
―Sylvia Plath (via moon-glint)

(via moon-glint)

“Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there’s no room for the present at all.”
―Evelyn Waugh (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

(Source: hellanne, via asktheangels)

“The first and final thing you have to do in this world is to last it and not be smashed by it.”
Ernest Hemingway (via gaws)

thestufflifeismadeof:

Your aunt Sharice used bleaching cream.

Your mother explained what that was by saying

It’s when you set fire to yourself

so others will compliment the light

 of your burning.  

-Taken from the poem Dark Black by Indigo Williams-

(via moniquill)

“I dream a lot. I do more painting when I’m not painting. It’s in the subconscious.”
―::: Andrew Wyeth :::  (via itokyoshoes)
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